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United States, GEORGIA, ATLANTA, FULL OF HOUSES, English, SECRET, Female, 26-30, WRITING, PHOTOGRAPHY.
This is my blogchalk:
United States, GEORGIA, ATLANTA, FULL OF HOUSES, English, SECRET, Female, 26-30, WRITING, PHOTOGRAPHY.
Writing breaks open the vaults of the dead and the skies behind which the prophesying angels hide. - sylvia.plath
Nobody's creepy from the inside, Hazel. Some of them are sad, and some of them hurt, and some of them think they're the only real thing in the world. But they're not creepy. - Death
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Our existence deforms the universe. That's responsibility. -Delirium
2006-04-03 - 3:29 p.m.
My niece, Kyrsin. She has the same strange urge to stick her tongue out as I do.
She was being a train.
Although I think she was more interested in who she could wreck into than keeping on track.
She was a licking train.
Mom and Beau, just chilling in the front yard.
Mom and my nephew, Seth Keagan (aka Pudge), who is demonstrating here his sister-train-stopping signals. He did not wish to be licked as he was "making a salad" (it consisted of monkeygrass berries, bush leaves and a small seasoning of cat poop, courtesy of Creature)
this is my dad ghetto-rigging my car to have an emergency starter wire connection. It's a good thing he married a good christian woman or I think maybe my dad could have gotten into some mischief with the techie skills he has.
ulterior motives - fortune telling
